Matsutake mushrooms are hard to come by, not to mention that I have never seen them, but I heard that this thing is very cherished. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoYang Mingzhi doesn't expect to find it, as long as he can collect ordinary mushrooms.

Regarding what kind of mushrooms can be eaten and what kind of poison, Yang Mingzhi still has some common sense.

Through what his wife held in her hand, she got a standard.

The more gorgeous the mushroom, the more it must be avoided, and this Belarusian white mushroom looks like an oyster mushroom!

In the following harvesting process, only the oyster mushrooms, which look like chicken legs, or the chubby Agaricus bisporus mushrooms with large umbrella lids, are collected.

On the issue of mushroom picking, Yang Mingzhi purely "has only eaten pork and never seen a pig run", in line with eating too much, it is impossible to break the wrong mushroom.

The order had been given, and Abram and his men, after the camp had been completed, individual soldiers pulled their horses to gnaw on the grass. After doing this, the soldiers also carried baskets and began a large-scale search.

Throughout the morning, Yang Mingzhi followed behind his wife. Is there anything more fun than watching these two girls pick mushrooms? It stands to reason that they should both change into skirts, just like those Western rural girls in various oil paintings, as if time has gone back hundreds of years.

Today's girls are wearing the regular uniforms of the army, although they wear headscarves, and the sense of disobedience is still very great, but their slender posture is displayed. As a man, Yang Mingzhi's eyes couldn't stop glancing at their butts, and even ignored the harvest in the diagonal basket.

But Yang Mingzhi didn't just care about appreciating it, the mushrooms grew wildly after the rain, and they were only collected by the small hands of the two of them, and the efficiency was too slow.

Wiping a handful of sweat and sitting on a fallen tree trunk, Yang Mingzhi subconsciously untied the kettle and took a sip.

Carambola deceived him and shouted, "Brother! Don't be lazy and get back to work. ”

"Let's rest! I mean, aren't you two tired either? At least I've been squatting for a long time and my legs are sore! ”

"You have to endure it when you're tired, if you don't hurry up and pick mushrooms, they won't taste good when you're old!" After that, star fruit continued to work without her husband.

Her basket was almost full, and there was enough for many people to eat in a large pot. Mushrooms eat a lot but are hungry fast, and it's better than nothing. At present, because there are nearly 40,000 mouths, the problem of food shortage still exists for the time being. Carambola understands her husband's work, in order to get food, she must open source, and saving money only weakens her own strength.

Natasha also knows this, and as a White Russian, she knows better the urgency of mushroom picking.

After all, when spring comes, mushrooms are not only a good food for preserved fruits, but also a traditional home-cooked dish of Belarus - mushroom soup.

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After smoking another cigarette, Yang Mingzhi felt much more comfortable.

Jumping off the tree trunk and looking at the entire forest, Yang Mingzhi noticed that a figure swaying in the dense tree trunk was really not lazy. Yevlov, Abram, and so on, all squatted or half-kneeled. Some are picking, others simply pick up daggers and use them as shovels to dig. "Could it be that you can really dig up truffles, Yevlov?"

Yang Mingzhi continued to pick up the basket and walked towards the girls who had stopped.

They looked a little strange, they said they were picking mushrooms, and their hands didn't move, and the two of them just squatted together and hunched their backs, but they seemed to have found something in the soil?!

"Hey! What did you find? Just now Yevlov told me that there might be some precious mushrooms growing under the pine trees. ”

This abrupt inquiry did not interrupt the thinking of the two girls, Yang Mingzhi simply squatted down, stroked the backs of the two, and saw that they were pointing at a muddy point.

It was a loving touch, but Natasha reacted so much that she slammed it up, rolled to the side, and pulled out her dagger on her knees.

Yang Mingzhi was taken aback, this girl's eyes were full of hideousness, and the look of holding the dagger tightly seemed to be about to duel with someone.

As for his wife, she didn't have any overreaction, so she continued to squat and shouted, "Brother! You appeared too suddenly! You don't know what we've found. ”

"What? What exactly did you find? Yang Mingzhi waved his hand at Natasha, who had regained her demeanor: "My dear, there is nothing wrong with being vigilant at all times. But you really scared me, am I a terrible monster? ”

Natasha knew that she had really made a mistake, the blade of this dagger could not be aimed at her own people, not to mention that she was still regarded as the second best commander of her own father.

She walked over and explained awkwardly: "Sir! You're certainly not a monster, and we're afraid of something else right now! Very scary stuff! ”

"Something terrible? Could it be the Germans? Have you found traces of the enemy here? Could it be that the enemy's special forces have infiltrated it? ”

There was certainly no reason for the Brandenburg troops to run to the marshlands of Pripett to play with the partisans in the mud, Yang Mingzhi just said so casually, and now the girls all looked at the mud pit by the red pine, and carefully saw that there were traces of turning here, and it did not look like a human turning.

Natasha remained vigilant and said, "Sir, in my experience as a hunter, the only one who can make this kind of trace is a wild boar!" ”

"Yes!" Carambola chimed in, "Wild boars like to arch mud!" Originally, they ate everything, but now that the mushrooms are growing wildly, the wild boars must not be lonely. ”

Wild boar? The kind of wild boar with a huge body with fangs and a big body that likes to rampage and have a short temper! Their favorite thing is the cabbage! Now there are no cabbages, there are a bunch of mushrooms. They do eat everything, and they will actively prey on when they are hungry, even humans!

Looking at Natasha's nervous appearance, could it be that she was worried about colliding with a wild boar?

The two girls sang and harmonized, they both had a lot of hunting experience, whether it was far away in China or in Belarus in Eastern Europe, wild boars are widely distributed and very aggressive.

"A normal flintlock pistol is difficult to kill a large boar, but Mosin Nagant is more than capable of it, and even then it takes a few more shots." Natasha explains, "When I was a kid, my father and I killed the wild boar that was destroying the potato sky. My father told me that when I encounter a wild boar, I don't have to meet a fat meat that can run on its own. This meat is dangerous, and if you don't shoot it quickly, when the beast gets close, it's the hunter who dies. So in the face of the boar, we have to hit it in the head. ”

Hearing these words, the star fruit immediately fell into memory. "Natasha, you're right. That's what my father told me, but at that time we were using outdated flintlock pistols, and the bullets were meaningless to hit the boar, and only by hitting the pig's head could it be destroyed. ”

The two girls actually exchanged hunting experiences here, or they got together like sisters, and there was so much in common.

Yang Mingzhi followed their words and said, "Since you have found traces of wild boars, could it be that there are wild boars in this area?" ”

"That's right! This trace is still very new! I think if we look closely, we can find our prey! Natasha said eagerly, "Sir, I think it's necessary for us to hunt wild boars!" I even think that what we found is only the tip of the iceberg, and there is a herd of wild boars hidden in the nearby forest! ”

When Yang Mingzhi heard this, he immediately jumped up excitedly: "Of course you have to hunt, there are so few opportunities to eat fresh meat!" Compared to beating birds and eating roast bird meat, it is still a pleasure to hold the pork leg and gnaw wildly! ”